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*cough cough*
It was currently 3:28 am and Taehyung couldn't sleep.
At all.
It's been a few days that he's been hearing Yoongi coughing quite harshly at night and worry was litterally keeping him awake.
He can't take this anymore: later today, he was going to talk about it with him.
...
Taehyung decided the best moment to talk about it was during the breakfast, just before going to dance practice as his hyung will be trapped and won't be able to avoid the questions as he usually does when it comes to his health.
- Hyung? He said, pausing right after, thinking of a way to ask it smoothly.
Four pair of eyes turned to him, bringing the attention of everyone on him as well.
- Yoongi hyung. He corrected.
- Are you sick? I heard you coughing last night. He added simply, not really knowing how to make it less obvious as it wasn't something he often did.
Taehyung was probably the most honest person in the world.
He was maybe too honest and sometimes, he lacks tact, going straight to the point.
Yoongi looked at him, his brows furrowed, still sipping on his coffee.
[I didn't think I'd wake someone up... What do I say?!] He panicked inside.
But his face remained straight and at the moment to answer, he casually said:
- Don't worry Tae, I'm fine. I think I've caught a little cold but I should be good in a few days.
His voice didn't even tremble nor did his facial features betray him.
But Taehyung knew his hyung too well to know there's something more.
Something wrong.
[Indeed something was wrong, but it was something far from what both Yoongi and Taehyung thought...]
Despite the fact he wasn't feeling at his best, Yoongi kept going to practices and so on. He just tried to discreetly slow down a bit when he started feeling too bad but other than that, everything went well.
But today, in addition with their four hours of dance practice and two hours of recording, they had a fan meeting.
Outside.
Yoongi wasn't too keen on the idea because it's litterally freezing outside and he was feeling sick enough, he didn't want to feel worse.
But he doesn't have a choice, so he just get extremely warmly dressed as to prevent the cold from making him sicker than he is.
...
At night, once again he can't stop coughing and it seems to get worse as he can't quite catch his breath back.
- Hyung, I know you're sick but you won't admit it. Taehyung's voice suddenly echoed in the room, startling the rapper.
- It's just a cold, Tae. I'll be okay in a few days, you don't need to worry about me like that.
- Fine... But let me at least sleep with y-
- I don't want you to get sick, you'd go back to sleep or you'll be tired tomorrow. Yoongi cut him short.
- Hyung, please~. Taehyung whined cutely, a small pout and glistening puppy eyes appearing on his face.
Yoongi can't resist his dongsaegs' cuteness.
*sigh*
- Alright, but don't blame me if you end up sick. He said nonchalantly, making a little room in his bed for Taehyung to come.
- Sleep well hyungie! He just said as he kissed the elder's tip of his nose, falling asleep right after.
- Sweet dreams Taebear. Yoongi murmured, smiling as he was looking at the intruder's soft features.
And he finally fell asleep, completely worn out.
...
The next day Yoongi woke up alone, feeling awful.
His head was pounding a little and he could hear that uncomfortable wheezing each and every time he breathed in and out.
He had a sudden coughing fit that seemed to last centuries, and at the end of it, he couldn't help but expelling some thick mucus. (I'm so sorry it's gross)
He was definitely sick...
It was not just a cold, he'll have to tell someone before it gets worse.
But at the moment he got out of his room, he noticed everyone was in a rush.
- Hyung, were gonna be late for dance practice! Get ready quickly then grab something to eat, we don't have time for breakfast.
He didn't even have the time to tell Jimin he was sick that the tiny dancer rushed down the stairs in a matter of seconds.
*sigh*
He quickly got ready, just grabbed a little snack in case he needed to eat and took a mental note to take a hot coffee at the coffee shop in front of the Bighit building.
Maybe hot coffee will soothe the pain in his chest.
|d u r i n g t h e p r a c t i c e|
- Yoongi, stay focused, you're out of the beat. The choreographer said.
Of course he was kinda sloppy.
Because he was tired due to the poor quality of his sleep.
And because he was sick.
He could feel the fever that's radiating from his body and the fact he was actually dancing didn't make it a lot better.
Not any better at all.
He started to feel faint, his senses were slowly fading.
So, Yoongi suddenly stopped in the middle of the choreo and went sitting near the wall, fanning himself.
- What the h-
- I was going to faint, I'm sorry Hobi... Yoongi cut Hoseok.
Namjoon noticed he had trouble breathing.
- You okay there? Do you need anything?
- He has a fever. Taehyung said, his hand resting on the sick boy's forehead.
- And he had quite harsh coughing fits last night. He added.
- Why do you always have to hide your pain, hyung? Jungkook asked to as he carefully pulled his hyung to a hug.
- I'm not hiding anything... Well, I was but then it got kinda worse and I was about to tell Jimin this morning but we were all in a rush so... He whispered as he closed his eyes to block the light.
- I'm sorry hyung, I should have listened to you. Jimin said, his head hanging low as his fidgeting hands seemed more interesting than the said 'hyung'.
